But just as the three of them were about to leave, Zixuan, who had not spoken, suddenly screamed: "Dad, you can't let him go!"

"Why?"

Cang Songzi stopped, and there seemed to be some anger in his eyes.

"My daughter was bullied, how could you ignore it like this!"

Zi Xuan's mouth let out an angry shout: "I'm your precious daughter, you don't get angry for me, but treat this villain like a guest! Is there a father like you in the world?"

"Smack!"

Everyone was stunned, and even Yin Tiancheng showed surprise in his eyes.

Everyone didn't expect that in front of everyone's eyes, Cang Songzi would slap his daughter!

"You, you hit me?"

Zixuan was so shocked that she couldn't be more shocked, since she was a child, her father didn't know how much he loved her, let alone beating her, and he had never even scolded her.

But today, Cang Songzi actually slapped his daughter in public for an outsider.

This made everyone present confused, you look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to go up and persuade them.

Zixuan felt that she had been greatly wronged, and immediately cried and made trouble.

Cang Songzi couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked a few disciples to drag his daughter back to the room, so as not to embarrass her here.

Then he settled down and asked Yin Tiancheng to go elsewhere for a detailed discussion with his junior brother.

"Cangdao Chief, I see that Miss Zixuan's mood is a little unstable, why don't we get together another day?"

Yin Tiancheng was a little embarrassed, although he didn't have a good impression of Zixuan, but after all, today's incident was caused by him, and he didn't want to see Cangsongzi's father and daughter discord.

"No!" Cang Songzi said resolutely, "Nothing is as important as your business." ”

Yin Tiancheng had no choice but to follow them towards the back mountain, and finally came to the Lonely Crane Peak.

Lonely Crane Peak is the highest peak of Ganzao Mountain, and it is also the forbidden place of Feiyumen.

Without the permission of an elder-level elder like the sect master and Cang Songzi, no disciple could enter the Lonely Crane Peak without permission, otherwise he would be severely punished.

As soon as he entered the Lonely Eagle Peak, Yin Tiancheng found that the guards here were extremely tight, and all he saw along the way were disciples of the Flying Feather Sect that he had never seen before, and in the conversation with the two veterans, he learned that Hua Yangzi's residence was on the top of the Lonely Eagle Peak.

At this time, Yin Tiancheng didn't know that the Lonely Crane Peak was not only a forbidden place for the Flying Feather Gate, but also the most important holy place, because all the dead sect masters were buried in the Lonely Crane Peak.

Because of this, the Lonely Eagle Peak is a bit mysterious in the eyes of outsiders.

Most of those who believed that the Flying Feather Gate had a secret book for cultivating immortals believed that this strange book was hidden in a secret room in the Lonely Eagle Peak.

There is a Taoist temple on the top of the Lonely Crane Peak, and when the two old Taoist priests brought Yin Tiancheng in, he was surprised to find that there was no statue of a god inside.

The main hall dedicated to the three Qings is empty, and it is full of benches, which looks like a meeting place.

At this time, Xuanyang Zhenren hurriedly walked over from a side door, and after a few simple greetings, he respectfully invited Yin Tiancheng to go to the side hall to discuss important matters.

Pushing open the heavy iron door, Yin Tiancheng saw that the oil lamp inside was always on, and the cigarette smoke was filling, and after the group entered, Yin Tiancheng found that this place was like a mourning hall.

Originally, there were more than a dozen spirit tablets in the shrine where the statue was enshrined, and it is believed that people often worshiped here, and the fruits and vegetables on the offering table were very fresh, and they were all freshly picked things.

"It's a cold winter month, and they actually have such fresh fruits and vegetables, and they are really heartfelt. ”

As soon as Yin Tiancheng praised it, Xuanyang politely invited him to the left wall to admire the portraits of the people hanging on it.

After a few glances, Yin Tiancheng found that the people in the painting were all dressed as Taoist priests, so he asked out loud: "Are these people the predecessors of your sect?"

"They are all the former sect masters of my Flying Feather Sect Immortal, and what is enshrined in the shrine is their spiritual position. Next, Xuanyang introduced to him the heroic deeds of the sect masters of the Take-off Feather Gate.

Yin Tiancheng listened while carefully looking at the portraits.

He immediately discovered a strange phenomenon, so he asked, "Xuanyang Dao Leader, you said that there are a total of fifteen sect masters in the Feiyu Sect plus you, why are there only nine sect masters on the wall?"

"The icons of the other patriarchs are on the other wall. ”

Xuanyang took him to the wall on the right, and was about to explain the deeds of the remaining sect masters, when Yin Tiancheng said in surprise: "No, there are seven portraits here, but this does not include Xuanyang Daoist himself." ”

"Don't make fun of me, seniors. Xuanyang smiled faintly and brought Yin Tiancheng to the bottom of a portrait at the very end.

"What, did I hear it wrong, you actually called me senior?"

Yin Tiancheng's heart was shocked, and at the same time he looked up at the Taoist in the painting.

After just one glance, Yin Tiancheng seemed to have lost his soul, and his breathing became short.

Although the Taoist in the painting is middle-aged, his appearance is extremely similar to Yin Tian's growth.

Yin Tiancheng immediately asked curiously, "Who is this person?"

Hua Yangzi said in a pun on the side: "He is my uncle Deadwood Dao Chief, do you think that his old man looks very similar to you?"

"yes, it's like what I was going to be. ”

Yin Tiancheng couldn't stop thinking about it, and behind him, Hua Yangzi had already talked about the origin of this deadwood master.

It turned out that there were three sect masters in the Flying Feather Sect who had attained immortal enlightenment, and the Deadwood Dao Master would have become the fourth person to become an immortal.

Unexpectedly, he actually gave up a great opportunity, and suddenly went down the mountain fifty years ago without a trace, and there has been no news of him in the world since then.

"Fifty years ago?" Yin Tiancheng asked in a lost voice, "Then how old is your uncle?"

Huayangzi immediately said the date of his uncle's birth, and Yin Tiancheng pinched his fingers and calculated, if this deadwood Taoist was still alive, he would already be eighty and seven.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Since the walls are all the ancestors of your sect who have passed away, it must be because this dead wood path has not been heard from for a long time, so you have hung his portrait as a commemoration for the disciples to admire his appearance, am I right?"

"No, you're wrong. Hua Yangzi smiled and said, "Uncle Shi can't die easily. ”

"So you have news of him, why don't you invite him back to the mountain?"

"No, we haven't heard from him all this time......"

Before he finished speaking, Cang Songzi said on the side: "We have been looking for Uncle Shi, but today we finally don't have to look for him anymore." ”

"Why? Did you learn of his death?"

"Uncle Shi won't die, because you are my Uncle Deadwood Dao Master. ”

The hall was suddenly quiet, and even a needle falling on the ground could be heard, and Yin Tian became stunned.

But he immediately came back to his senses and said, "You're really joking! If the Deadwood Daoist had lived to be a gray-haired old man until now, how could he be so young as me!"

At this time, Cang Songzi knelt on the ground with a "plop", and said: "Uncle, disciple, please stop hiding your identity, it is not surprising that you were able to ascend to the sky in one step back then, and now you have learned the art of rejuvenation." I know that you can't rest assured that we unscrupulous disciples are not at ease, so you specially went back to the mountain to see us. ”

As he spoke, he burst into tears, and Huayangzi and Xuanyang also knelt on the ground together and kowtowed to him.

"No, I'm not your uncle, you must have recognized the wrong person. ”

It was only at this time that Yin Tiancheng knew the real reason why these two old Taoist priests were courteous to him, and it turned out that they regarded themselves as the long-missing uncle.

Seeing these Taoist priests who were much older than him kneeling in front of him, Yin Tiancheng was shocked and ashamed, and hurriedly bent over to help them up.

It was at this time that Yin Tiancheng discovered a strange thing.

That is, when helping them, the arms of these three Taoist priests did not transmit any breath, which meant that Yin Tiancheng could no longer copy any spells from them.

It was just a moment of trance, and Yin Tiancheng realized that it was all because he had copied all their spells.

Even Xuanyang Zhenren, the sect leader of the Flying Feather Sect, who had never had physical contact with him, had already learned both Huayangzi and Cangsongzi because of the spells he had cultivated, so Yin Tiancheng's idea of beating him was in vain.

In other words, if a spell has been copied successfully, Yin Tiancheng does not need to repeat it from another person, in fact, this is also a reasonable thing.

Although the three Dao Masters were helped up by Yin Tiancheng, they still regarded Yin Tiancheng as a deadwood Dao Leader, and their speech was not as casual as before, on the contrary, they had a more respectful tone.

This made Yin Tiancheng cry and laugh, and was about to explain to them again, Xuanyang had already spoken: "I have discussed with my uncle yesterday, since Uncle Tai has returned to Feiyu Gate, as a junior, I should abdicate and make way for Xian." ”

"What are you talking about, let me be the sect master of the Flying Feather Sect?" Yin Tiancheng was taken aback.

"Yes, grandchildren are incompetent and unable to regain their former glory. We all know that the Flying Feather Gate can only create miracles under the leadership of Uncle Taishi. ”

Yin Tiancheng was confused for a while, this was a result he didn't expect, and it was not his original intention to come to Feiyumen.

So after a moment of hesitation, of course, he refused.

The reason for refusal was simple and straightforward, he didn't believe that he was the Deadwood Daoist who had been missing for a long time, maybe he was already dead.

Hua Yangzi took a deep breath and said, "Why does Uncle Shi have to hide his identity, if you have nothing to do with the Flying Feather Gate, why do you know all the spells of the Flying Feather Gate?"

Yin Tiancheng was speechless for a while, of course he couldn't tell the secret that he had the ability to copy other people's spells.

Xuanyang continued: "Only the people of my Flying Feather Sect will feel sad about the desolate situation of the withering of talents in the current sect, otherwise, why would Senior Uncle Tai publicly reprimand the bad deeds of the Qingyun Junior Disciples?"

Yin Tiancheng was speechless, this was his casual behavior, but he never expected it to become another seemingly reasonable explanation in the hearts of Xuanyang and others.

Cang Songzi was also moved, and said in a choked voice: "Back then, the village was attacked by demon beasts, and my relatives and Huayangzi all died in the clutches of these beasts, if it wasn't for Uncle Shi to eliminate them in time, and let Master take us as apprentices, how could I and my brother have today's achievements!"

Now it was Yin Tiancheng's turn to be surprised, according to them, the Dead Wood Daoist was a chivalrous cultivator.

But this matter is too bizarre and tortuous, based on their words alone, Yin Tiancheng can hardly believe that he has an incomparably old heart under his youthful and energetic body.